Do you know what I mean? The unknown quantity that might or might not lead somewhere. The verbal sparring, the frisson …

I’m not saying I’m looking for a partner – it’s waaaaay too soon for that – but I’m not interested in wasting time on someone who isn’t on my wavelength.

“I want to plunge into the deep end with men who ARE on my wavelength and sink or swim.

“Sinking is fine, swimming is awesome and toyboys need not apply.”

And I said Farewell To My Lady Plumbing … well, I thought that’s what was happening, I even booked the surgery. But my lady plumbing got a last-minute reprieve when I got wobbly about losing my cervix.

I also traumatised quite a few male followers by referring to the surgery as being like whipping out an engine through the tailpipe.

Quite evocative imagery that …

So that was my last week of August in 2014.

The last week of August in 2015 is a much more sedate affair, other than me getting a new boss.